Then they gathered around Him and asked Him, “Lord, are you at this time going to restore the kingdom to Israel?”
He said to them, “It is not for you to know the times or dates the Father has set by His own authority. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria and to the ends of the earth” (Acts 1:6-8).
I knew when I arose
This blessed morning
Against the glass door
Pressed my nose
What I didn’t know
God was planning snow
For the little middle of PA
Flurries, ice crystals
I watch them fall
A reminder to surrender all
Like fresh petals
Trusting the weather
Like a mother’s birth canal, baby writhing
Stretching into new
We find empty
Which direction to re-begin growing
Though our Rabboni … our beloved Teacher
I am your guide
No need to hide
Walk with me
This life, this season
Is preparing you for
Heavens wedding feast
The very reason
The finality of redemption
in all my Fathers glory
After He said this, He was taken up before their very eyes, and a cloud hid Him from their sight (Acts 1:9).
Are you in a state that saw snow this past week? I know some of my Michigan and New Hampshire friends got it.
Everything seems odd. Time has lost its place in the wake of this virus. However, Jesus’s words are timeless. We still are meant to grow, closer in likeness to Him. We still are commanded to be His witnesses ion this broken world.
No matter what our today looks like, He is still preparing our room in His Kingdom.
This is hope.
We keep pressing in to His presence as we surrender our lives, turning over what is not noble, or worthy or excellent, allowing Our Perfect Teacher to mold us each day, so that today is always new, never repeating yesterday.
Yes, Lord, we are listening. Yes, Lord, we place our tomorrows in Your hands. Yes, Lord, we trust You to be our hope for today and forever.
All photos in this post are mine from my earlier walk.
En-joy what is left of this crazy day.
Love in Christ,